It's no secret that kids are dirt-fucking-stupid. We can sugar coat it all we like, but when it comes down to it, kids are self-serving shitstains who care more about Trapper Keepers than...well, than just about anything.
The downside of this is, we are all kids at some point. In these formative years, while we are still under the spell of idiocy, we are introduced to many things that appear humorous at the time, while in fact, are quite the opposite.
Examples: Saturday morning cartoons, Police Academy, Sit coms, etc.
I find that throughout life, I stumble upon things I found amusing as a child, only to be crushed that A) these things are, in fact, shit; and that B) I must have been pretty fucking stupid to enjoy this shit.
The latest reality check is a little something called David Letterman. I remember enjoying his shtick, even fighting my primal instinct to go to sleep at 10 in order to stay up for his opening monologue. And oh, who can forget the top 10?
The lethal combination of Letterman's borderline senile rants, Paul Schafer's sugary-sweet melodies, and Allen Coulter's deep, booming voice was enough to send me into convulsions.
But tonight, I watched my first episode in quite some time, and to say that I was "disappointed" is an understatement of Elton-John's-Gayness proportions. All euphemisms and literary flourishes aside, he fucking sucks. He seems to be catering solely to pity-chuckles these days, and has abandoned any sort of social/political commentary in favor of nonsensical asides.
In short, I was pretty fucking stupid as a kid.
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